Yestin sat at his desk, glaring at the stack of reports before him. His fingers tapped on the desk as his sharp eyes scanned the documents once more. There wasn't a single anomaly to be found. But he felt uneasy. Something about the situation didn't sit right with him and he knew exactly what, or rather who was causing his apprehension.
With a frustrated sigh, he leaned back in his chair, running a hand through his dark hair. The new intern, Hirvan was a thorn in his side.
It wasn't just Hirvan's presence that irritated him, it was his closeness to a rival company.
Any normal person would lose his temper after being treated harshly for a long time without any reason. Not the least a person who was a relative of the president. So why does he insist on staying in their department?!
